11/9/15
i’m thankful for coasting. i’m thankful, after cranking my bike to make it through a light or keep up with traffic, for every foot that i travel by inertia alone. i’m thankful for inertia, the force that requires no exertion.
i’m thankful for a good night's sleep, which i mostly had last night. i’m thankful that though one of our traps caught a mouse in the night, d woke me up rather than suffering to the sound of it like she did last time. i’m thankful that i was able to kill it quickly, with my foot on the concrete path behind our house. i’m thankful for the thick ziploc bags which i wrapped its body in. i’m thankful that i have enough to eat, unlike the mouse, who was resorting to eating silicon cupcake liners because we secured all of our exposed food after the last mouse.
i’m thankful for silicon cupcake liners, for the sheer ridiculousness of their existence.
i’m thankful for a sad essay i read on medium about the death of the author's father and airbnb. i’m thankful i focused and read the whole thing. i’m thankful for the solidity of the writer's language and of his arguments. i’m thankful for the good meditation session i had yesterday afternoon, after not meditating for a few days. i’m thankful for the way the meditation made me feel lighter inside. i’m thankful for sun salutations.
i’m thankful for the terrible preload mechanism for call of duty: black ops 3, which i rented from redbox. i’m thankful that it was a relatively opaque mechanism, requiring a second set of lengthy installations after it had already supposedly "installed." i am thankful that waiting so long for the game to work cooled my desire to play it (which makes me think of waiting periods for guns) so that when it finally worked, i only played for a half hour or so. i’m thankful that it was a fun half hour or so, but i am thankful that i spent the rest of my time on sunday on other better things than that game.
i’m thankful for snuggling on our couch under a blanket after dinner, watching master of none. i’m thankful for the way that show not only focuses on diversity in a numbers and quotas sort of way (not that that’s not important), but also in terms of spirit. i’m thankful for the character of colin salmon and for the quiet moment watching his dominoes fall.
i’m thankful that even though i made a mistake at work, it wasn't that big of a mistake. i’m thankful to let stress about work fall away because it is not useful or productive. i’m thankful that i am at a point where i can make choices like this about my feelings.
i’m thankful for my work friend t, who i surprised this morning by wearing a mask of a cartoon wolf that i cut laboriously with a pair of dull scissors on friday afternoon.